While the days have been filled with busy plans, vacation planning in motion, emotional roller coaster rides from end of the year celebrations and good-bye's, tryouts for next years teams, etc.....I'm happy to say that the running is slowly starting to take the front seat once again.
Slowly but surely, inch by inch, the running regime is starting to makes it's comeback. The mental "wall" has been demolished and it's dust has settled, there's a clear view in sight as the mojo returns. One day at a time is the new plan, which is why I'm hesitant to run this 8K race that takes place on Saturday. I'm just over the hurdle, just landing softly on the ground barely steady, I'm not sure that putting unstable self into full on race mode is a wise choice. I registered for this race weeks ago, before I had this enormous wall plant itself in my path, before I ran smack into it and had no way to get around it. Now, I'm questioning my judgement, my state of mind, my physical well-being, and I'm not sure what the answer is. I'll take "runner's stupidity" for $500 Alex!
After fully enjoying my 7 mile run on Saturday, I felt refreshed enough to go out for a run Monday morning. I made it a short one, to avoid over doing it, and was pleased with the outcome. My biggest issue was the fact that I live in this ridiculous city that has no sidewalks, no safe place to run!!! Let me get on my soap box of complaints and just add here that there have been 2 more assaults on a portion of the trail while the other portion of the trail is currently under construction for a year, no safe roads to run on near my house, and I have to drive somewhere in order to exercise. Off my box now.... I drove to the trail, began walking to the entrance when I remembered my friend had her purse stolen from her car last week, so I drove back home to empty all valuables from my vehicle. I returned to the trail, ventured to the "start" area and felt so incredibly insecure about being the only person in sight on the trail, that I returned to my car and drove away. This time, I drove to a neighborhood that had sidewalks, my plan was to park on the road and then run on the sidewalks, BUT.....there was construction along a good stretch of sidewalk and it was closed off!! So, I drove back to my house, ran over to the track and did a 5K on the track----completely boring as heck (I really don't swear but I wanted to here, so feel free to add your own words). I was so angry by the fact that we moved to Durham, away from a fabulous city with fantastic sidewalks, running paths (in the open, not closed in the woods so you question your safety!) and bike lanes as wide as a car lane!!! I'm struggling to like it here.....struggling to find the fun in running here..... BUT, the run itself was successful and I was assured that the dust from the fallen wall had settled.
Tuesday was a quick 2 mile run on the treadmill, mostly to avoid the ridiculous heat/humidity, and also to just not have to deal with driving my car to find a place that I can safely run. Following this run was an hour workout session with my fabulous trainer, Meredith (my butt and hips are still burning!)
Wednesday, a fantastic track workout with Jamie proved to be better than I had hoped. Despite the rain/wind brought in by remnants of tropical depression Beryl (who comes up with these names??), we had a great workout. We skipped the usual Yasso 800's and went with a varied, but short, workout. 1 x 1600 at 8K pace (7:15), 1 x 800 at 3:22, 1 x 600 at 2:38, 1 x 400 at 1:38, and 1 x 200 at 38.0. Not all out sprinting, but something to get us both on track for summer sprinting and shorter workouts. It felt good, it's good to be back.
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